(Daryl Dixon x Fem!reader NSFW)
“It's not gonna hold!” You shouted as a herd of walkers started to push down a newly made wall, Rick ordered everyone to leave the area and head back to Alexandria to start the redirection plan so the herd didn't reach the main walls. You quickly climbed down the ladder of your watchtower and started to run to get in your car, until you heard the sound of metal creaking then falling. “Damn it.” You said starting to kill some of the walkers off to give the other survivors more time to escape, especially the ones near the wall. While you succeeded for the most part, three survivors were stuck on top of a nearby truck. You ran back to your watch tower and started using your bow to get any of the walkers that were getting too close to biting or grabbing the survivors.
Rick yelled at you to get down and head back with them, but you refused to, Daryl also started trying to get you to leave while helping you kill more walkers off. Unfortunately for you the watchtower you were on started to be surrounded, luckily for the three, it gave them a small chance to escape as the herd thinned, which they took and ran to their cars and left. You sighed, relieved they got away. Suddenly, the tower started shaking under you, you could hear more of the group leaving, the only car left was Rick's and Daryl's motorcycle. “Daryl we need to go, she can't get down it's not wor-” he interrupted him, “So you wanna leave her to die? Because you think it ain't worth it?” He says angrily, trying to kill off enough of the dead to let you escape. You tell them to leave, and that you have it covered, Rick does leave but Daryl doesn't, continuing to try to help.
The tower finally gives. The loud snap of wood and metal rings out, it falls and luckily lands on a shed. You hold tightly onto the railing of the tower, your legs dangling above a ton of walkers, they grab at you, their growls growing louder, and the sound of them biting after you growing. “Hold on!” Daryl shouts, running towards the shed, “Stop! Don't come over here, I got it!” You start swinging on the rail and jumping onto the shed, nearly slipping, but quickly steadying yourself. You climb down the side of the shed and Daryl grabs your hand taking you to his motorcycle, soon you drive off together.
The ride was silent except for the roar of the motorcycle, You knew he was angry with you.
After You're both let in the gates of Alexandria you get off of the motorcycle, then Daryl finally spoke, “You could'a died.” You sighed, “Daryl, they could have died too, I wasn't going to let that happen, their lives matter, I couldn't just not help.” he scoffs, “So what, you think your life don't matter?” His voice raises a little, as he walks closer to you, you avert your eyes, “I'm not saying that, I'm saying I just didn't want them to die if I could help it, and I could. They're alive, so am I, everything's fine!” You say looking back at him. “It almost wasn't.” He walks away toward his home, clearly angry, but you follow him regardless. “I don't understand why you're so angry, nothing bad happened, in fact only good things happened! Maybe I shouldn't have been reckless, sure but I helped them regardless.” he looks at you, “You don't get it.” You sigh, “Then help me understand, I don't want you to be pissed at me for anything but especially something I don't understand.” He stops walking when he gets to his porch, “I don't want you to die.” He said, “Well, you don't want anyone to die last I checked, well, no one in our group at least.” You said, placing your hands on your hips. He sighed.
“That ain't what I mean.” He looks away and then back down at you, you walk closer to him, “Then what exactly?” He stares at you for a moment, unable to find or say the words he wants to. He decides to give up on words, and choose actions. He leans down and kisses you, for a moment you're surprised, but it washes away and you kiss him back placing a hand on his cheek, when you separate you softly smile, “I get it now.” He softly nods and heads into the house, but before he can close the door you stop him. “Wait.. Daryl.” he opens the door more, “Yea?” You fidget with your hair, “Can I come in?” He nods and you walk in, it was just awkward silence for a moment but it ended the moment Daryl kissed you again.
Months and months of tension was released at once, flooding out and manifesting into feverish kissing and groping.
He lifts you up, kissing you deeply while carrying you to his dinner table, pushing off the items on it, cups, half sharpened arrows and bolts, and more crashing to the ground. But he didn't care, all he wanted was you at that moment and nothing could distract him from you. You continued to kiss until you had to stop and breathe, taking the break to partially undress each other. He kissed your neck while pulling up your tank top and bra, kissing down your chest and stomach until he unbuckled your belt and pulled off your jeans, throwing them to the side. You moaned with every kiss and every touch, your body aching for him.
He stood up so you could sit up and unbutton his shirt, returning the kisses he gave you, leading a trail of kisses to his belt. You unbuckled it and pulled down his jeans, unlike him you were slower, though it wasn't by too much.
Your eyes were fixated on the bulge in his boxers, your breath heavy and shaky, he gently ran his fingers through your hair. “You alright?” His voice sounded so soft and caring, it made you smile, “Yea, couldn't be better..” you place your hand on his cheek and he leans down to kiss you, he gently pushes you back down on the table while you kiss, also pulling down his boxers. Daryl kisses down your lips to your jaw, then neck and chest before standing back up. He places his hands on your hips and pulls you forward and you loosely wrap your legs around his waist, “Ready, you comfortable?” You nod, and he kisses you again, “Good.” He locks eyes with you and uses his forearm to prop himself up, inches away from your face, wanting to be as close as he could to you, wanting to see every reaction, hear every sound he made you make.
He uses his free hand to guide his cock into you, slow at first, he watches as you arch your back, listens as your breath hitches for a moment and a soft moan escapes your lips, he looked mesmerized, completely entranced by you. He kisses you deeply and as he does he pushes your legs back so he can go deeper, the kiss continues as he roughly thrusts into you, your loud moan only muffled by the kiss. He stands back up, sliding his hands down to your hips and continues to roughly thrust into you, your moans and his raspy grunts intertwining into one.
He hunches over, using an arm to keep his balance, keeping one hand on your hip as he pounds into you again, locking eyes with you, both of you getting closer and closer to cumming. You place your hand on his before intertwining your fingers together squeezing his hand and him in turn squeezing back. “Fuck.” He says before kissing you and thrusting as hard and fast as he could, both of you getting louder up until you cum together. He lets out a deep sigh and kisses your neck while he does a few final deep thrusts before pulling out.
You lay on the table, tired and a bit out of breath regardless of exhaustion, a soft smile is on your face. Daryl tries to steady his breathing and he hugs you, lifting you up and holding you lovingly, you wrap your legs around him, gently kissing his neck. He buries his head in your neck tightly hugging you. “love you.” It was muffled, but regardless it was music to your ears. “I love you too, I'll be more careful next time.” He nods and kisses your forehead then your lips, “By the way, I knew it was gonna be huge.” You said softly laughing, “Stop..” He says with a soft smile and chuckle.
Writer's notes: It fits! Woooo! I thought it wouldn't, since I read there was a character limit lol, but it did, so I'm happy about that <3 Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it. I'm not very good at writing but I did my best. <3
